Sidemen One-Shots

Can We Dance

This one-shot will be entirely from Harry's POV

(H/C: Hair color    E/C: Eye color     Y/N: Your Name)

Harry x Reader

"Hurry up, Dinho we're already late!" Freezy calls from the living room. I run my hand through my hair once more before deciding I'm satisfied with my appearance. I quickly shove my phone, keys, and wallet into my pockets before walking out of my room, meeting Freezy, Callux, Ethan, and Tobi (whom would be the designated driver as the rest of us fully plan on getting smashed). "Finally! Now lets go, the others are already at the club," Freezy says, walking out of the flat with the rest of us following, heading out to Tobi's car.

Once we're at in the club we search for the others and find Josh and Vik sat at a table. "Where's Simon and JJ?" I yell over the music. Vik just points and I follow his finger to see said people being idiots out on the dance floor. I look back at the table and notice a bunch of empty shot glasses and come to the conclusion they've already drank quite a bit. Well... might as well catch up.

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We've been here for a couple hours and I can now say I am drunk off my ass. I've been sort of watching this girl (In a totally not creepy way) and I'm gonna be honest, this girl is exactly my type. H/C, fit, and she's got these crazy gorgeous E/C eyes, Josh notices me staring and urges me to go talk to her. "I mean the worst that can happen is she rejects you." I roll my eyes at him and look back at her, noticing she is now by herself at the bar. I have no idea where her friend just went but I honestly can't be bothered to ask. Now is my chance.

I quickly take another shot for a little bit of Liquid Courage and make my way over to her. I lean against the bar next to her and flash her a cheeky little grin. She gives me a quick smile and looks back at her drink in front of her. "So, do you have a name, or can I call you mine?" I ask her. She slightly turns her head and gives me an amused look before erupting in a fit of laughter. Confidence faltering I lower my gaze to the floor and blush in embarrassment. "Y/N," I hear her say, and I shoot my head back up to look at her, surprised she responded. She gives an easy smile and says, "My name is Y/N." I grin and take out my phone. "Do you have Twitter? If so, can I follow you? My mum always did tell me to follow my dreams." She grins again and turns her whole body towards me and I know I've now got her full attention.

Before she can say anything I quickly beat her to it and decide to try out another pick-up line. "You know what this shirt is made of? Boyfriend material." I then watch as her smile slowly stretches into a smirk. "Oh really? Because it looks a little too clingy and hard to maintain," she says as she takes the sleeve of my shirt between her finger and her thumb to feel the material. My jaw drops a little and I stare at her in awe. She lets go of my shirt and leans back, giggling a bit.

I decide the pick-up lines are at least getting her to laugh and shoot another one at her. I mold my hand into a loose fist and rub at my eyes. "I think there's something wrong with my eyes." I lower my hand and look her right in her own eyes. "I can't take them off you." She looks into my eyes as well. "I'm having a problem with mine, too. I can't see you getting anywhere with me," she retaliates.

"OOOOoooooh!" I hear from behind me. I quickly turn my head and see most of my friends are there, listening in on our conversation and mocking me. I roll my eyes and turn back to Y/N. "Don't mind all my friends I know they're all crazy, but they're the only friends that I have." She gives a real smile. "Finally. Something comes out of your mouth that actually means something," she says. I sheepishly shrug. "I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinking." She laughs and agrees. "I didn't catch your name..." she mentions. "I'm Harry." I then hold my hand out to her.

"Can we dance?"

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Song: Can We Dance by The Vamps